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>Celestia is curious as to the human treatment of horses.
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>Asks Anon to ride her, to simulate this behavior for her own information.
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>Insists on as authentic an experience as possible right from the get-go.
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>Anon actually used to ride horses fairly regularly back in the hoomun world.
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>Has the appropriate equipment commissioned, saddle, bit, even horseshoes. They were surprisingly easy to come by.
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>Anon prepares Celestia, explaining each piece of equipment as he adds it to her body.
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>For the sake of honestly, wears spurs and even explains them to her. She nods and doesn't betray her judgment.
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>The ride begins.
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>He's actually quite easy for her to accept, even as firm as he is with her he's competent and gentle with her body.
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>Thinks he's going easy on her. She insists he not leave out any of the usual.
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>Anon says this is about it, after all she's being easy to handle and obedient.
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>Oh, so it's MY fault. Okay then.
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>Celestia starts to act up, bucking her rump ever so annoyingly as she trots haphazardly forward.
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>Anon's reflexes kick in. He assumes posture and control of the reigns immediately.
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>The spur very intentionally taps Celestia's side. Her eyes set and her rebellion halts.
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>Anon doesn't chide or even say a word, just continues to direct her, firmly, gently, professionally to the point of regality.
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>Celestia feels warm everywhere. She's confused, not angry, not scared, but totally focused. Allowing herself to be led.
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>She's so wet, it's dripping on the palace floor.
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>Anon tells her we'll do one more circle around the throne room and we'll call it a day.
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>She nods in agreement, suddenly conscious that she's blushing. Why is she feeling this?
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>Retaining composure, she walks the room, but upon completing the circle she slips on a puddle of....herself...
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>She's of balance. Starting to panic. Taking Anon down with her. Though such a simple fall wouldn't hurt her, it might hurt him, and it caught her off guard.
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>Suddenly she feels the reigns drawn. The bit tighten. Having been ridden, she instinctively reacts to the directions, shifting her bodyweight.
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>She no longer has control.
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>Anon torques her body around, even to the point that she directs her weight upward and rises to stand on her rear hooves.
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>For a split second, as Celestia's eyes wandered trying to make sense of the result she and Anon were heading towards, she caught a glimpse of herself in one of the rooms tall mirrors.
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>She. Majestic and grandiose in spectacle. Splayed out in the air like a painting splayed upon a canvas. her wings blooming to full extension. Her legs planted strong and resolvedly into the ground, her curves confidently frozen on a knife's edge of balance.
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>And upon her back. Anon. Poised as a hero astride raw power and untempered beauty, out of a storybook fantasy or ambitious dream. His body alight with life as vivid and vim as lightning, set with the confidence of millennia-old stone. He had not a trace of fear, but instead flawless composure as he rode her, his every concern upon her. And as his hand trailed into the air aside him the light of the sun illuminating him through the stained glass gave him the visage of a God.
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>She came.
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>As the moment in time passed she reunited her front hooves with the floor. Struggling, she bore through the rolling orgasms and kept strength in her hind legs.
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>Whoa girl, there girl, good girl. Anon asked her if she were all right.
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>Celestia's answer was of course.
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>Anon dismounted, and started undressing her. Asked if she had any questions.
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>.........
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>She apologizes to him. She had assumed that humans must have all been cruel to equines. It was a terrible thought to have. It was a terrible thing to think about Anon. She should have known better.
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>Anon is rather pleased. So you enjoyed the ride, then? That showed you what you needed to know?
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>She looks into his eyes, penetratingly.
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>Oh. Definitely.
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that's the end. but I'll write an epilogue.
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>Hi princess Twilight. What can I do for you?
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Hello Anon. Just Twilight, please. Thank you for coming to my palace so quickly.
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>No problem.
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I've summoned you here because I received a letter from Princess Celestia this morning. Last week you and she had discussed some sort of diplomatic issue concerning the human world, and she wanted me to extend an invitation for you to return to Canterlot.
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>Really. Did she say why? I had thought that she had already learned everything she wanted to know from me?
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Well, I don't see anything really explaining why. Just a note about all the related items already having been prepared. And....oh, maybe this has something to do with it.
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>Yes?
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Celestia requests you arrive at the palace this Saturday within roughly a half-hour of sunset.
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She wants to introduce you to her sister, Princess Luna.
by grapenut